World War 501c3 – I am a Non-Prophet

BambooAbstract

I’m grouping these two poems together… They are a touch negative and representative of a past mood that has now passed… Enjoy…

I am a non-prophet… I will make you cry…
I will make the stars fall like rain from the sky…
I choose my battles based on what I believe…
Honesty is by far the best way to deceive…

I can already hear the distant bulldozers rumble…
Soon the tall trees will fall and tumble…
Public parks are a publicly funded resource…
Nonprofits dictate with little recourse…

Can’t see the forests for the piles of cash…
Soon the trees will be a toxic pile of ash……
They see us as the poorest and ask for a fee…
Soon we will all fight in world war 501c3…

——————————————————–

There is something wrong with the non-profit culture…
White wigs rain from the mouths of corporate vultures…
The rich get richer and the poor are asked to volunteer…
We hoist them to the penthouse… Then we carry their gear…

The pen is mightier than the sword… At least it’s lighter…
A charity is only as strong as their best grant writer…
501c3 designation is a flat out disgrace…
To working class folks with sweat on their face…

So fuck the nonprofits… Fuck the cash burning whores…
Quit buying garbage from their minimum wage stores…
They take million dollar salaries with no real explanation…
Volunteering is more valuable than your financial donation…

World wars in the future fought for financial return…
Soldiers will be nothing more than unpaid interns…
We will kill each other over our wasted environment…
Non-profit status doesn’t make you a government…

Charity status is a gift from the people… For the people…
It is not an offering to be used for lies… Deceit… Or evil…
It means you are required to do the job you said you would do…
Your job is to help the majority… Instead of paying the few…

plant petunias and question everything – chriscondello

Creative Commons License
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.

Advertisements

The Road to Hell is Paved by Volunteers

20130331-191922.jpg
Dammit people I have a problem…
My beliefs are starting to change…
I’m seeing things in the nonprofit world…
That strike me as oddly strange…

First things first… Lets get this straight…
I am not a nonprofit… I’ve never received a grant…
I really dislike when people say I can’t…

When you see photos of my gardens…
When you see photos of my “work”…
Never received a penny… And dealt with the jerks…

At some point you begin to feel used…
Broken down… Beat up… And mentally abused…
Cleaning a neighborhood is a thankless job…

I feel that I can do amazing work…
Doesn’t mean a thing in the real world…
Community service hours in the thousands…
They don’t mean a thing in the real world…
Won’t help you get a job…
Even with the people you volunteer for…
If a college grad has applied…
They’ll get the job… Even if your more qualified…

The road to hell is paved in good intentions…
But I’d be willing to bet it was paved by volunteers…

peace – chriscondello

Creative Commons License
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.